Reading Lamp

Reading Lamp

your hand is just out of reach

your heart further

from the truth of my need

I grip my own fingers tightly

massage the stain

that used to be a wedding ring

the shoes of circumstance

click in my memory

walking away not towards

an empty house of yearning

now years of learning

a statistic closes the shutter

lets out the sun

lets in the darkness

straining to see the stain

but the finger still feels the familiarity

that lingers

even with the lights out

and the book I was reading

closed.

erin-cilberto

5/15/25

Reviews

[redd Brick Keshner]

The lamp flickers, words dissolve, and the book waits, pages stilled, story unspoken, but closed. Moves the reader to thought! Good stuff here j🕊️🙏🏻
Freds.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Freds.
j.

[redd Brick Keshner]

Most welcome, j🙏🏻🕊️
Freds.